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Once hymns of priests

of the hidden art reverberated

through my rocking body

I´m the forest, I´m ancient

my roots loom deep into time

By ancient thoughts,

by a ridiculous god,

by persecution and oppression

they were banished out of me

I´m the forest, I´m ancient

I´m the throne of the old gods!

But enter my heart of stone and kindle

the old fire of the dark guild

 stimulate me, the time is ripe

to join in the complaint song of wolves

see how the sign is blazing again in my heart

the sign of devilish existence

the Lords of Hell are by your side!

I´m the forest, I´m ancient

I´m the oracle of this world.